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Now I'm in a friend's flat, where a lot of books and a TV set have consipred to distract me. Yesterday I've read Szpilman's "The Pianist" and watched "The Matrix". I found the latter rather silly and unoriginal, but maybe I've entirely missed the point. I'll try to find out what's supposed to be the point as soon as I get a chance to access the net without increasing other people's telephone bill.
The Frege paper is finished, by the way. And yes, it's in German.